Chapter 136 Correcting the Paradox of the Erotic Tentacle Skill and Holy Armor
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
Startled by Yuuri’s big presence, Marina stepped back. She saw a strange thing: the tentacles she felt ¹ moving inside the armor let her move easily. The armor pieces, hard like shell and shaped like her usual gold gear, did not stop her arms or legs. Even the floor of living flesh, hard to walk on before, felt steady now, maybe because of the two different magics.
As a fighter, her mind became calm when danger was near. She stood ready, looking at Yuuri, waiting for him to move. Yuuri, seeing she was ready to fight, just stepped closer. He stood there with his hands on his hips, his important spot open and not covered.
”Oh? Will you fight me?” he asked with a small smile.
”Ngh! N-No, I will not, my dear ²! B-But…” she begged, her voice full of sudden, strong feeling.
If Yuuri was an enemy, this was a perfect chance. But he was her friend and partner, so she would never hurt him. Instead, she moved fast and held his strong, stiff manhood. This was her way of thanking him for the strange armor.
”Augh… Hmph. Well, I knew you wanted to ‘fight’ me after all, yes?” Yuuri let out a low sound.
”Hyaah! N-No, that is not it! I just wanted to show you how great this armor is!” she said, but the joy in her voice showed her true desire.
Yuuri was not a known armor maker. The fact that his strange Tentacle power could copy the armor of a princess showed his skill was now very high. This ability might grow to be bigger than anything humans knew. This must be the will of the Goddess, but Marina did not know the true reason. This big, unknown power worried the princess in her. But every other part of her was happy to be married to such a lively, strong man. To answer his strange focus on special creations, she showed that the suit could do everything a knight’s armor should.
But Yuuri, who always thought little of his own skills, thought her action was a request for pain. The parts inside the armor started to move strongly, hitting her body that was now his servant. She shook with the rush of strong feeling from everywhere, holding tight to the manhood she grasped, trying to guess her master’s mood.
”Hmph. I told you to stop me if I lost control. It is good you test it right away,” he said with a low laugh.
”Ugh, that is not it! But… with my body feeling so good, any fight against you will be lost, and I will just beg you for this thing!” she cried, looking up with a soft, loving smile, moving the pulsing part in her hand.
The touch she started as an excuse worked well, thanks to the small bumps inside the flesh-glove. These parts, likely for holding a sword better, were now wet and gave great feeling to his manhood. Because of this, his wish to punish her softened, and a strange quiet filled the air as she continued her service.
”Ugh, this is hard, but it feels better than just hands. You do not know your own power, but I start to see why the others cry for the tentacles,” Yuuri said.
”Hehe! You never see because you are always doing bad things to us! Why not try to make a toy ³ out of your own tentacles? Then I could use it to touch your manhood for you—”
”Hyaaah!?”
She was talking quickly, trying to make him feel a little by moving his manhood faster. But her words were cut short. Something inside the chest armor squeezed and crushed her hard tips. A hard, rough line bit her tips, and a tongue-like part licked them. Worse, a similar rough part started to quickly lick her opening and closing part, a sharp surprise.
She let go of the manhood and reached for her chest and bottom, but the thick, hard armor did not let her hands through. Her soft, sensitive body was being hurt and used behind a strong defense.
”Ngaahhh! W-Why?! But Yuuri, you like it when I feel good, yes? Or maybe you hate when someone like me talks back—Fugyuuuuhh!” she cried out.
”Huh? You still do not get it? What fool needs to make a toy when I have three real, perfect places right here? Also, do you not want my manhood anymore, servant?” he asked, his low voice full of anger.
The pain from the armor became very strong. She felt her mistake badly. Yuuri’s magic look was fixed on her lower stomach, and her body felt hot with shame and the joy of his strong desire.
”F-Forgive me! I want to use my part to make you feel good! I will show you my ‘studies,’ so please, let me make up for it with my body!” she begged.
”Hmph, very well. To see you mean it, you will start with your other part. If you can move like a pathetic mess ⁴ without reaching the peak, I will give you my manhood,” he said.
She made her weak legs obey, holding his strong waist. She kissed his chest, begging him to ease the unseen pain. The pressure on her tips softened, giving a deep, soothing feeling. At the same time, the inner part lining her bottom opened, leaking its wet fluid and showing her anal opening beneath a strange light.
”Y-Yes! Give me your bumpy tentacle! I will show you that my other part is fit to be your servant! Please, push your strong tentacle into my well-trained, obedient skin!” she cried out.
”Gulp… I-If you ask so much, I will give it. Now, push your butt out more! As a servant, do not think you can just get pleasure in secret! It is your job to invite me wrongly so you can be used!” he told her.
His magical look went into her butt crack. She pushed her hips out, making a small, bowed pose. But that was not enough. Something squeezed her clitoris, making her arms weak. Her face dropped right to the level of his manhood.
She quickly kissed his shaft to say sorry for her poor pose, arching her back and lifting her butt high.
”Good, you have the right pose to have your butt used. Stay like that. I want to see you, all of you, taking my tentacle with your butt!” he commanded.
”Mmph! Aah! C-Come to me! This body can only be happy with Yuuri now! Wet me with your thick tentacles! Ah, I can feel it! The heat of the tentacle! It is almost here! It is going to sink right in… Aahh!” she gasped.
She waited for the strong, confusing feeling. This act of purely taking pleasure, of becoming like a base animal, was the best way to fight her own proud nature. The strange pleasure she could not share could now be openly enjoyed with her husband.
But the pain and strange feeling she waited for did not come.
”…Marina, what is this?” Yuuri asked.
”Hee? What…? Huh? Eh?! Eeeeeh!” she cried in confusion.
She thought her husband was just teasing her. She was waiting for the surprise when his question made her look back. Her butt was covered in a gold light, which was pushing back against the tentacle that was about to go in.
”Aahh! What—this is my Holy Armor!” she cried.
”…Hoh. Is this… a test? Are you showing me you can still fight me like this?” Yuuri wondered.
She could not explain her actions to her master, who was confused by the armor’s sudden resistance. New questions filled her mind: Could the Tentacle-Armor (which was part of Yuuri) start her Holy Armor? Was the defense still working even through the inner flesh?
She looked up, trying to smooth over the clumsiness of her power turning on, and saw her master’s small smile. Her face twitched.
”U-Um! Wait! I-I will stop it now!” she stammered.
”Hmm? You say that, but the tentacle has not moved. More important, I think I will solve a question I have had,” Yuuri mused, ignoring her attempt to stop him.
She knew something bad would happen if this went on. She tried hard to stop the Holy Armor, but she was stuck, and the tentacle was rubbing hard against her other part ⁵. As she stood helpless, Yuuri touched her crotch tattoo. Before she could think that he touched her through the armor, her lower stomach felt hot.
”Hoh, so the crotch tattoo can be reached, even through the Holy Armor. I guess the Compulsion will win next,” he said.
”Fweaah! A-Are you really going to break the Holy Armor by force?!” she cried out.
—The Workshop’s Compulsion.
She knew his plan was worse than she thought. Yuuri had kept her sisters from interfering with his actions. Marina was trusted and could stop him. This meant she could use her Holy Armor to protect her body. But if she was put under the Compulsion here, that important defense would be gone.
”Do not worry, I will release it later. Also, it will be easier for you to plan how to stop me if you have felt the Compulsion once,” he said.
”Ugh, that is just talk! If the Holy Armor is a problem, why not just take off the tentacle-armor now?!” she argued.
The exemption from the Compulsion was a great gift he gave her. To have it taken away, even for a short time, was unacceptable.
When she spoke her unhappiness, Yuuri was quiet, then nodded.
”…Indeed. Fine, you can choose. Be stripped naked now and used as I wish, or fix this problem now, looking to the future.” he offered.
”Uugh! H-How can you say something like that…?” she sighed, her refusal almost gone.
She could not refuse. If she did, the others might think she did not trust her master. It was her fault she could not control the Holy Armor. Only by suffering this shame could she be right again. She could not refuse Yuuri’s offer, but she also knew that if she answered her desire-driven friend right away, she would be used at once. She took a breath and nodded softly.
”L-Let us test it! I will think of many ways to cut your neck in your sleep!” she promised. “…Hehehe! Since they are both gifts from Shelm-sama ⁶, let us see which one is stronger here!”
”Alright. If I show you my hand now, I know you will find a way to win later. Knowing that… makes me feel even more excited,” he agreed.
There was a strong, true bond in his words to the woman he was about to shame. But that quiet moment ended fast. The next moment, the chest armor bit her tips gently, and she cried out to her man. As the tongue-like tentacle licked her parts, she held his strong stomach, waiting for her master to finish the procedure on her crotch tattoo with a flick of her tongue.
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Summary:
Marina, encased in the powerful Tentacle-Armor, finds herself in a bizarre conflict. Her own Holy Armor mysteriously activates to defend her from Yuuri’s rough advances, creating a paradox of resistance within submission. Yuuri, testing his own creation and his servant’s loyalty, sees this not as a betrayal, but as a tactical challenge. He forces her to choose between immediate gratification and a temporary loss of her strategic advantage—the Workshop’s Compulsion exemption. Faced with the choice, the proud princess chooses the path of tactical research, willing to endure humiliation to understand how to truly strike down her master in the future, all while being pleasured and dominated by his perverse tentacle skill. This scene deepens the complex, erotic power struggle between the princess and her master.
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Character Insight:
Marina’s internal struggle showcases her core character: she is a fierce, tactical princess whose devotion to Yuuri is both genuine and a strategic necessity. Her choice to accept the Compulsion is the ultimate act of loyalty disguised as a tactical maneuver—she is willing to sacrifice her exemption to better learn how to defend him, or stop him, later. She finds a strange, submissive joy in the shame of the tentacle-armor, fully embracing her role as a servant while retaining her intellect and pride. This fusion of her royal and erotic personas is key to her development.
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Behind the Scene:
This chapter is pivotal as Yuuri actively addresses the biggest flaw in his power structure: Marina’s immunity to the Workshop’s Compulsion. He’s not simply dominating her for pleasure; he’s doing it to gather data on the clash between her Goddess-given Holy Armor skill and his own Tentacle/Workshop skill. His final offer is a twisted choice that actually appeals to Marina’s deepest, most tactical instincts. The crotch tattoo is the key point of interference, as it is the link to the Workshop system, allowing Yuuri to push the limits of his authority over his favored servant.
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T/L:
1 Tentacles: The physical manifestation of Yuuri’s unique, organic skill. ↩
2 My dear: Marina’s term of endearment for Yuuri, reflecting her devoted and familiar tone. ↩
3 Onahole: A Japanese term for a male masturbation device. ↩
4 Ahegao: An expressive face of extreme sexual pleasure, often used in erotica. ↩
5 Asshole: A crude term for the anus used in the context of sexual submission/domination. ↩
6 Shelm-sama: The Goddess of the setting, whose blessing is the source of the Holy Armor skill. ↩
Notes:
• Marina – First Princess of Restea—needs labyrinth escort.
• Ai – The recently-formed sub-divinity/ego who manages the world’s Skills. Her sudden, intense burst of divine will (‘ki’) almost bleached Yuuri’s wicked thoughts. Called Yuuri ‘Elder Brother’ and declared genuine affection and trust based on his efficiency with her Skills.
• Shelm – Wicked Goddess, reincarnated Yuuri, manipulative, wants him to use his power.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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